"Stains! This Taoist friendly skill! I and my nephew not only didn't even get the treasure when they entered here, but they also suffered a lot of injuries, but they were Taoist friends, and they got such a treasure as the Yuanling Fruit Tree without much effort, which really made the old man admire! When the red-haired old man said this, his eyes were full of fierceness. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hehe, what do you mean by this, the treasures in this place are not owned by Daoyou, can't the little girl take them? What's more, the little woman has not yet taken this treasure, what is the reason for Daoyou to say this. ”

Yang Qingyan didn't care when he saw the fierce look on the red-haired old man's face, but said with a slight smile.

"Humph! What I said, Taoist friends understand, do you still use the old man to break it? The red-haired old man said with a cold face.

Facing the cold face of the old man, Yang Qingyan smiled slightly, and didn't say anything, since things have come to this point, what's the use of talking nonsense more, anyway, she is determined to get the Yuan Spirit Fruit Tree.

As for whether he can beat this red-haired old man, Yang Qingyan is still a little confident, if this old man is another demon beast, it would be fine, but it is a snake demon beast, through getting along with the red snake demon, Yang Qingyan is eighty percent sure that he can take it down.

Seeing that Yang Qingyan didn't speak, the red-haired old man's face turned angry, and he was about to get angry, but as soon as his eyes turned, he looked at the Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon next to Yang Qingyan and said, "Okay, Daoyou don't care about it here, but the old man of the Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon must be killed, I don't know if you want to protect him?" ”

"Fellow Daoists are whatever." Yang Qingyan glanced at the Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon beside him, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, but when he thought of Liu Mufeng and the wonderful use of this Yuan Spirit Fruit Tree, he annihilated that trace of hesitation and said lightly.

.“ Okay, Daoyou is refreshing, since this is the case, then after the old man kills this butterfly demon, I will discuss the matter of this Yuan Spirit Fruit Tree later. ”

After that, the red-haired old man waved his hand, and the red poisonous gas swirled, and he was about to attack the Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon.

"Lingbo Demon King, as long as you are willing to save the little demon's life, the little demon is willing to give up the Yuan Ling Fruit Tree, and the little demon also has a secret technique here, you can transplant the Yuan Ling Fruit Tree elsewhere, as long as the Ling Bo Demon King agrees to save the little demon, the little demon will also send this technique to the Demon King!"

Seeing that Yang Qingyan was unwilling to care about him, the Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon immediately changed his face and said urgently.

As soon as the red-haired old man on the other side heard the words of the Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon, his face changed suddenly, and his big hand pointed at the Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon, and the countless red poisonous mist attacked the Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon.

At this moment, the red poisonous fog was even stronger than before, and although the poisonous fog was strong before, it did not carry the red light.

After the Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon said this, the blue light flashed all over his body, and a little blue light suddenly flashed on his wings, and the light fluttered in front of him and condensed into a small blue shield.

As if it had spirituality, the poisonous mist rolled in the air, turning into a blood-red spear, like a bolt of lightning attacking the drunken moon butterfly demon behind the small shield.

Bang!

With a strange sound, the red spear struck the blue light shield, and the light shield immediately erupted with a cold aura, spreading along the red spear, as if it was about to freeze it.

But the red spear was made of poisonous mist, and it was so well frozen, and the spear composed of many red mists could make a rise after feeling the strength of the light shield, and it shattered with a snap, turning into a red fog ball, swallowing the small blue shield and attacking the drunken moon butterfly demon behind the small shield.

Seeing those poisonous mist so tricky, the defenseless Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon's face changed, and a trace of despair suddenly leaked.

Suddenly, a cyan light curtain appeared from the top of the Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon's head, covering the Drunken Moon Butterfly Demon tightly, and the all-pervasive poisonous mist was actually blocked out by the cyan light curtain.

"What do you mean by that?!" Seeing the cyan light curtain, the red-haired old man on the opposite side changed his face and said angrily.

"What do you mean? Didn't you hear what Drunken Moon said? He had already given up the Yuanling Fruit Tree to the little woman, and the little woman naturally wanted to save his life. Yang Qingyan's cyan eyes flashed with brilliance, and with a wave of his jade hand, he withdrew the green light shield and said lightly.

"Good, good!"

The red-haired old man was furious, and said three good words in a row, and as soon as his body moved, he turned into a red shadow and rushed towards Yang Qingyan.

With a swing of the snake's tail, Yang Qingyan did not retreat but advanced, and with a flick of her jade hand, a cyan lotus flower appeared in her hand, and she struck at the red-haired old man who pounced.

The old man sneered, and with a stroke of his right hand, a red blade appeared out of thin air, and slashed at Yang Qingyan's face.

The jade hand raised slightly, and the petals on the cyan lotus flower in the palm of the palm suddenly fell, one, two, three, and in an instant, all the petals had fallen.

The petals shone in the air, and the cold glow floated towards the red blade as if it were slow and urgent.

Bang bang bang!

The cyan petals struck the red blade of light as if it were devastating, and the red blade was smashed into countless pieces.

As soon as the red light blade shattered, a crimson claw grabbed towards Yang Qingyan's waist.

The snake's tail swung and turned into a blue light and flung at the crimson claw.

Claw Mang Dao, with a crimson poisonous mist, attacked all parts of Yang Qingyan's body, the snake tail was like a whip, shattering that Dao claw one by one, and swept towards the red claw unabated.

Boom, Yang Qingyan's snake tail slammed into the red-haired old man's crimson claws, and a sore feeling immediately came from his tail.

Holding back the soreness, as soon as he raised his right hand, the green lotus in his palm flashed, and the jade hand turned into a palm and slapped it on the chest of the red-haired old man.

The red-haired old man was also very good, although his tail that was thrown by Yang Qingyan was also painful, but when he saw Yang Qingyan's jade palm attacking, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, reflexively punched, and fought back against Yang Qingyan's jade palm.

The fist was red, and a red poisonous flame rose on it, the jade palm was emerald green, and a cyan lotus flower slowly circled in the palm, and the two intersected.

There was a muffled bang, mixed with a crisp sound of bones, and the red-haired old man's hand was directly hit by Yang Qingyan's blood.

With a thought in his mind, Yang Qingyan turned into countless petals and scattered with the wind, just avoiding the sneak attack of the Chilian snake demon hidden on the side.

The blue light flashed beside the drunken moon butterfly demon, and the figure of the human head snake body slowly emerged, retracting the cyan lotus in his hand, Yang Qingyan smiled slightly, and looked at the two red snake demons who were angry.

The red-haired old man looked at Yang Qingyan gloomily, although there was nothing on his surface, but in his heart he was terrified.

From the beginning of his exertion, he faintly felt that he was suppressed by Yang Qingyan, and ten percent of his strength could only play eight layers.

What's even more strange is that his poisonous attack actually had no effect on Yang Qingyan, but because of his poisonous attack, Yang Qingyan broke a palm. (To be continued.) )